story. She wrote:
“The war was on, and food was rationed. There were seldom any sweets except on special occasions. We would always be excited to see Side Sode’s wagon coming down the road. Poor old Prince was worn out as he had to haul the wagon up another long hill to our farm. My grandfather and yours were at the wagon when my grandmother came out. She bought a brown cotton dress with orange flowers. We three kids were there, of course, and just before he closed up, your grandfather reached in the back and took out a chocolate bar. He broke it into three pieces and gave us each a piece. I am now 85 years old and still remember that day. We were in seventh heaven! I thought you would like to hear from that little girl who remembered your grandfather.”
Gwen’s letter made me smile and I wanted to extend a thank you to Our Canada— once again you have allowed people who otherwise wouldn’t have the opportunity, to connect! Susan Duncan, Chester, N. S.